533. Far from the world, O Lord, I flee

1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow Thee.

3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode,
O with what peace, and joy, and love,
She communes with her God!

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours
Her solitary lays;
Nor asks a witness of her song,
Nor thirsts for human praise.

5 Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet Source of light divine,
And, all harmonious names in one,
My Saviour,--Thou art mine!

6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
Shall echo through the realms above
When time shall be no more!

Text Information
First Line: Far from the world, O Lord, I flee
Author: William Cowper (1765)
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Topic: Private Devotion
Notes: Alternate tune: #77 or #88
Tune Information
Name: REDHEAD, 66
Meter: C. M.
Key: D Major
Notes: Composer from index: R. Redhead, 1853



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